Junior Bamboo Horse is a squeamish beauty

A short line of text lights up on the screen.

—he wouldn't care.

Kuang Mu stared at the text message sent by Qiu Qing, not knowing how he felt for a moment.

Qiu Qing and Ji Xiaohuan might still be together, and the little thought that had just ignited in Kuang Mu's heart was gone, but Qiu Qing's words seemed to express another meaning.

Kuang Mu opened the phone with his fingertips, frowned slightly, and read that sentence three or four times back and forth.

Qiu Qing said that Ji Xiaohuan didn't care.

Don't care about it?

Still don't care about her?

Kuang Mu thought for a while, and finally came to a conclusion that the relationship between Qiu Qing and Ji Xiaohuan may not be as strong and sweet as it appears on the surface.

Kuang Mu turned off the phone, rubbed his sore brow with his fingers, but his heart was beating vigorously.

Although they are still together, but they exist in name only, does that mean that they may not be able to talk for long.

This is also good news for Kuang Mu.

Kuang Mu is not a person with high moral character and no flaws, let alone a generous person, especially when it comes to the matter of Ji Xiaohuan.

He doesn't like Ji Xiaohuan and Qiu Qing together at all.

I don't like it very much.

Kuang Mu's possessiveness towards Ji Xiaohuan didn't come out of nowhere, but spread from his three years old to the present 17 years old. The feeling was like a vine, and as the years went by, every vine branch unknowingly pricked into him. In the flesh and blood.

How kind was Ji Xiaohuan to Kuang Mu?

Kuang Mu couldn't stand the cold in winter when he was a child, he couldn't go out, and he loved to cling to Ji Xiaohuan, but Ji Xiaohuan was a playful character, he couldn't stay at home and had to go out to play every day.

So as soon as Ji Xiaohuan went out, Kuang Mu waited at home with tears in his eyes.

If Ji Xiaohuan came back late, Kuang Mu would cry and hold the landline in the living room to call Ji Xiaohuan. He went back and forth a few times like this, which smoothed Ji Xiaohuan's temper, and Ji Xiaohuan went out The number of times to play became less and less, and then he simply stayed at home with Kuang Mu all winter.

Kuang Mu can't eat spicy food or ice cream. Whenever he sees Ji Xiaohuan eating ice cream, he always wants to go up to him and lick it. If he is rejected, he will inevitably shed tears. He didn't eat ice cream at all, even in the hot summer, Ji Xiaohuan was sweating profusely, and he didn't make a mistake.

Ever since Kuang Mu could remember, Ji Xiaohuan was his elder brother, who only took care of him and pampered him.

But now Kuang Mu has to watch Ji Xiaohuan accompany another person.

He is narrow-minded, he is paranoid and jealous.

Even if Ji Xiaohuan would hate him, he couldn't turn a blind eye to it.

The next day was Monday, knowing that Ji Xiaohuan and Qiu Qing's relationship was not that good, Kuang Mu deliberately looked in the direction of Class [-] and Class [-] during class.

Now he really found out the clue.

Today Qiuqing and Ji Xiaohuan did not go to school together as usual, Qiuqing went to the canteen by herself when get out of class was over, and in the afternoon Qiuqing didn't come to class directly.

Kuang Mu was watching intently, when Qin Mi turned around and wanted to ask Kuang Mu a math problem.

"Kuang Mu, Kuang Mu."

Qin Mi yelled twice before Kuang Mu turned his head and gave a gracious end.

Qin Mi held the math booklet and put it in front of Kuang Mu, pointing to the last question: "Can you tell me how to write this question?"

Kuang Mu looked at the question, picked up the pen and began to talk about it: "The focus of this question is in the second half of the sentence..."

Qin Mi looked at Kuang Mu's profile in a daze, and she found that Kuang Mu was a little different today.

When she asked Kuang Mu a question before, Kuang Mu could say as little as possible. If he encountered a simple question, Kuang Mu would directly pick up a pen and write down the process of solving the problem, so that Qin Mi could learn by himself.

But today Kuang Mu was obviously much more patient, and even his voice had some warmth.

Kuang Mu wrote down the two solutions and asked Qin Mi, "Do you understand?"

"Ming...understood." Qin Mi replied stammeringly.

Kuang Mu nodded, and continued to lean back on the chair comfortably, holding a thermos cup in his hand, sipping hot water, and looking out of the window from the corner of his eyes, Kuang Mu's eyelashes were very long, and the sunlight reflected on them A layer of shadows made his eyebrows stretch.

When Qin Mi turned around, she took another look at Kuang Mu. For some reason, she felt that Kuang Mu looked like a noble Persian cat, lying lazily basking in the sun on the window sill.

The chill that radiated from Kuang Mu's body in the past was also warmed by the sun's rays.

"Hey, what's the matter with Kuang Mu today? Is the sun coming out from the west?" Qin Mi leaned in front of Little Glasses and asked.

Little Glasses was copying notes on the blackboard with his head up. Hearing this, he didn't even move his head. He said in a strange tone, "How do I know?"

Qin Mi was dissatisfied and stared at the little glasses.

However, Kuang Mu's abnormality today is far more than that.

In the third self-study class in the afternoon, Kuang Mu suddenly stood up in the middle of the class, walked out of the classroom, and disappeared without even saying hello.

No one knew where he had gone, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, no one dared to chase, no one dared to ask, even the trainee teacher sat on the podium with a dazed expression.

When he came back again, it happened to be the break of the third class. Qin Mi leaned over and asked, "Kuang Mu, what did you do in the second half of the self-study class?"

Kuang Mu didn't raise his eyes, and continued to pack his schoolbag: "Look for Teacher Feng."

Qin Mi was stunned for a moment: "What do you want Teacher Feng to do?"

Kuang Mu: "Apologies."

"Apologize???"

This time, not only Qin Mi was surprised, but even the little glasses stopped writing, and looked at Kuang Mu with a crazy expression on his face.

What kind of character is Kuang Mu?Cold and arrogant, his temper is as hard as a rock, but whatever he does, there is no room for regret.

Now he said he was going to apologize to Lao Feng......

Qin Mi stared blankly, and asked, "Why didn't you apologize? Didn't Lao Feng forget about your running out of class?"

Kuang Mu glanced at Qin Mi. He didn't want to answer this question, so he responded with a slap in the face, put on his schoolbag and left the classroom.

Qin Mi has long been used to Kuang Mu's way of speaking, asking ten sentences and answering one sentence, and she doesn't care about Kuang Mu's indifference, so she began to pack her schoolbag while groping this question.

It wasn't until Qin Mi walked into the gate of the competition class that she vaguely understood why Kuang Mu was so abnormal today.

Kuang Mu used to be in the last row, next to the small glasses, but now Kuang Mu actually carried his schoolbag and walked straight to the middle of the third row, next to Ji Xiaohuan.

Kuang Mu put his schoolbag on the table and made a crisp sound.

Ji Xiaohuan was reading a book with his head down. He was taken aback when he heard the movement, and frowned in disbelief of Kuang Mu's behavior. After a while, he regained his composure, propped his head on his hands, and watched Kuang Mu pack his schoolbag as if watching a play.

Kuang Mu didn't seem to be able to feel Ji Xiaohuan's gaze, and concentrated on arranging his things.

He first took a wet paper towel, wiped the table and stool inside and out, and threw the paper towel into the trash can with his pink and round fingertips.

The whole process was expressionless and extremely cold.

More and more students came to the class, Ji Xiaohuan and Kuang Mu's appearance in the same frame was really eye-catching, everyone's eyes were focused on here, some girls even talked with their classmates in low-key with flushed faces.

It wasn't until Kuang Mu made a fuss and sat down on the stool that Ji Xiaohuan made a sound without haste.

He tapped his index finger on Kuang Mu's table.

Kuang Mu turned his head when he heard the voice, and raised his chin slightly to look at Ji Xiaohuan, with an indifferent look of rejecting others thousands of miles away: "What's the matter?"

Seeing Kuang Mu like this, Ji Xiaohuan suddenly wanted to laugh, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Student, someone is already sitting here."

"Oh." Kuang Mu responded coldly, then turned his head coldly, stared ahead, his voice did not fluctuate: "It's not that I want to sit here, don't think too much, it's because I'm sick and can't blow the cold air from the air conditioner, Feng The teacher asked me to change here."

One sentence not only explained that he was sick, but also moved Teacher Feng out.

In fact, Kuang Mu had prepared this sentence for a long time, and he even rehearsed the indifferent expression in his heart many times when he spoke.

If it is said that Kuang Mu couldn't hold back Ji Xiaohuan's attitude towards him before, but since Kuang Mu knew that the medicine was given by Ji Xiaohuan, he had a little bit of presumptuous confidence in his heart. Can't show half points.

Ji Xiaohuan stared at Kuang Mu's side face for a while, then flicked the pen on the table with his fingers, and suddenly laughed out loud.

Sure enough, Kuang Mu was extremely sensitive to the laughter. He turned his head, his eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and emphasized solemnly: "What are you laughing at? What I said is true!"

"Did I say it was a lie?" Ji Xiaohuan smiled, and continued to prod: "You are indeed much more delicate than Qiuqing, Teacher Feng's arrangement is very reasonable."

"You..." Kuang Mu's face flushed red from anger, and he couldn't find a suitable rebuttal for a while.

He originally wanted to thank Ji Xiaohuan for buying him medicine at the right time, but when he saw Ji Xiaohuan's half-smile face, he was so angry that he didn't want to say anything.

In the end, Kuang Mu took a few breaths, turned back to read the book, and ignored people.

After a while, Zhu Xingjun also came. He stood in the corridor and looked at Kuang Mu, his expression became extremely complicated for a moment.

In the past, the big beauty Qiu Qing was behind him, but now he has become Kuang Mu. No one can accept this gap.

"Why are you sitting here?" Zhu Xingjun's voice was high, which attracted the attention of people around him.

"Teacher Feng changed seats."

"Then what about Qiuqing? Why should I let you sit in front?"

Kuang Mu raised his eyes and glanced at Zhu Xingjun, his eyes were as cold as ice crystals: "Then you should ask Teacher Feng."

Kuang Mu's tone was very aggressive, Zhu Xingjun was so suffocated, he looked at Ji Xiaohuan in an attempt to seek sympathy.

He thought that Qiu Qing was Ji Xiaohuan's girlfriend, and Ji Xiaohuan should be the one who would be the least happy to have Kuang Mu sit over.

But who knows that Ji Xiaohuan is still doing his physics homework with a big heart, and doesn't care about what happened here.

He did the questions very quickly, and he finished the multiple-choice questions in just a few strokes, and the last "C" was drawn very vividly.

Zhu Xingjun stared at Ji Xiaohuan for half a minute. Seeing that Ji Xiaohuan didn't respond at all, Zhu Xingjun let go of his anger a little bit. He was angry but helpless, so he could only sit down on his seat, secretly looking forward to it. Waiting for Qiuqing to come and see what Kuang Mu has to say.

But Qiuqing still didn't come to class today.

Five minutes after the bell rang, Lao Feng walked into the class. He first wrote a few formulas on the blackboard, reviewed the knowledge points learned last week, and then took the exercise booklet for two students to distribute.

The girl who handed out the notebook took Ji Xiaohuan's notebook and walked to the side of the seat, feeling a little embarrassed for a while.

Less than 10 minutes after class started, Ji Xiaohuan fell asleep lying on the table, and the little girl didn't know where to put the notebook for a while.

At this time, Kuang Mu stretched out his hand, took the notebook in her hand, and said softly, "I'll give it to him."

The girl was stunned, she didn't have much contact with Kuang Mu, she just heard about Kuang Mu's bad temper, but she didn't expect that Kuang Mu would still be considerate of others.

The girl was full of suspicion, looked at Kuang Mu several times, and walked away.

Kuang Mu held Ji Xiaohuan's exercise booklet, and saw the conspicuous black footprints on it at a glance, which was dirty.

He wanted to gently put the notebook on the corner of Ji Xiaohuan's table, but his eyes turned to Ji Xiaohuan's face. As soon as he touched Ji Xiaohuan, Kuang Mu's gaze seemed to be covered with glue, and he would move no matter what. Not open.

With soft eyes, he looked at Ji Xiaohuan quietly, not even daring to take a breath.

Ji Xiaohuan slept soundly, breathing evenly, with his face facing his direction.

This was the first time in a long time that Kuang Mu had such close contact with Ji Xiaohuan, without any tension or cynicism.

Kuang Mu couldn't help getting closer, and looked at Ji Xiaohuan's face carefully, his eyes followed Ji Xiaohuan's forehead, eyebrows, eyes, nose tip, mouth, chin, back and forth.

Ji Xiaohuan grew up, and Kuang Mu realized this fact again.

When Kuang Mu separated from him back then, Ji Xiaohuan was still childish, but now his eyebrows and eyes are more and more handsome.

Kuang Mu couldn't help thinking of the idioms that the Chinese teacher taught in class a few days ago.

——Sword eyebrows and star eyes, face like a crown jade.

At that time, Kuang Mu was still thinking about what kind of person this idiom was describing, but now Kuang Mu couldn't help substituting this word for Ji Xiaohuan.

His elder brother has such a face, very handsome.

Kuang Mu looked at Ji Xiaohuan's slightly pursed thin lips, his eyes were lingering, his heart was beating wildly, he felt his throat was extremely dry, so he couldn't help licking his lips.

With such beautiful lips, it would be nice if he never said anything that made him feel bad.

Thinking of this, Kuang Mu's heart tightened, and he couldn't help sighing softly. He blinked his dry eyes, and took out an eraser from the pencil case.

The black footprint was so deep that Kuang Mu could only carefully wipe the notebook with a rubber tip.

Although he is still a little angry with Ji Xiaohuan now, and Ji Xiaohuan didn't care about his emotions and fell asleep again, but no matter what, he dirty Ji Xiaohuan's notebook.

Ji Xiaohuan has already repelled him enough, he doesn't want this book to leave a bad impression on Ji Xiaohuan, it's just...these impressions are really hard to erase.

Kuang Mu used some strength with his fingertips, until the fingertips that were holding the eraser turned white, and the table was shaken by rubbing against it.

Ji Xiaohuan felt a bit of shaking and opened his eyes, his eyes were pierced by the light outside the window, he half-closed his eyes and frowned, when his eyes got used to the light, he saw Kuang Mu's profile clearly.

At this time, Kuang Mu's eyes were focused, and he wiped the notebook seriously with an eraser. His eyelashes were long and curled up, and his brows were slightly frowned. Soft and tender like a small rice cake.

There seems to be a burst of milky aroma that belongs to Kuang Mu all around.

When it was almost finished, Kuang Mu carefully brushed away the eraser, lifted the notebook and looked at it.

Although there are still some marks, it is much better than before.

Kuang Mu breathed a sigh of relief and smiled contentedly.

Kuang Mu didn't like to laugh since he was a child, all his smiling faces were for Ji Xiaohuan when he was young, but after Ji Xiaohuan left, he hardly ever smiled.

In fact, Mu smiled very nicely, his eyes were curved, beautiful and soft, just like the sun in winter, not too hot, but with some warmth.

Ji Xiaohuan narrowed his eyes.

At this moment, Mu wanted to quietly put the notebook back, but when he turned around, he found that Ji Xiaohuan had been awake for some time, and was looking at him with great interest.

Kuang Mu was stunned for a moment, he had no psychological preparation for this unexpected situation, his little face was flushed red, his ears were pink in the sun, looking like a fine piece of thin jade, his tender white fingers unconsciously After digging through the book, he wanted to pretend to be cold, but he faltered a bit before opening his mouth.

"This book is... I made it dirty, so I wiped it for you. It has no other meaning. Don't think too much about it."

Ji Xiaohuan frowned.

This is the second time today that Kuang Mu is emphasizing that he should not think too much. Ji Xiaohuan didn't think too much at first, but Kuang Mu kept emphasizing this way, and Ji Xiaohuan suddenly became agitated.

When he was angry, he rarely showed it directly on his face, so Ji Xiaohuan put his head on another hand, looked sideways at Kuang Mu, and asked with a mocking smile: "Kuang Mu, do you know what this place is? 300 taels of silver?"